Zoophilia

All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.

The sun shone bright and blinding on the green outside, but in the barn
it was cool and warm. She lead the horse in from the blur outside, through
the rough grey door into the smell of fresh hay. Each step echoed through
the empty building, as the hollow floorboards resonated with the heavy
footfalls of the fine animal.

Hi my name is Susie and I am writing the how-to guide for all
the women out the there that have considering engaging in canine-human
sex but were unsure of just how to go about it and those women who
would like to enjoy it more.

After a hard day at the office, Cherine wasn't in the mood for
her usual "gentlemen callers" tonight. She hoped that she could
simply go home, take a nice hot bubble-bath, and wane her vice-presidential tensions at a gourmet home-delivered meal. But
tonight there was a slight detour from the normal state of
affairs. Her friend had called late in the day, pleading with
Cherine to take her beloved "puppy" in for the night, because she
had an out-of town emergency, and was worried about her "Cappie"
being all alone. "Oh well", Cherine mused. What trouble could a
small puppy cause?

Drew's stories are delirious and figmental... a sequence of petrified images like the frames from porn that stick in your mind. Porn is better when its a series of images rather than a narrative, which they manage in spite of their written form.

I'm lying naked on a beach on some deserted island. The
sun is beating down on me, warming my breasts and stomach.
My ass is cradled in the warm sand. Sweat runs down my
thighs and into my crotch teasing me, making me think of
sex, sex in the abstract.

Eight years ago I had an experience that I doubt few people have
ever had, and for a long time (actually up to about a year ago) I had
never spoken of it to anyone else, thinking that they would consider me
perverted. During that time I have lived with the realty that I will
most likely never have another opportunity like I had at that time, and
believe me it has been very hard.

Sandy had always been interested in dogs and horses. For as long as she could remember she had owned one or more dogs. Her introduction to the birds and the bees, as
a matter of fact, was through them.

"Look, mommy, a gorilla!" the little girl screamed. Kate
thought, for the hundredth time, that seemed a very stupid thing to
say. She had been working at the zoo for over 5 years, and all children
seemed to say the same thing.

Removing his trunks so he wouldn't have a "bikini-line", the young man
went out onto the beach, and got comfortable. John was lying on the
warm sand, enjoying life, when one of the pups came over, squalling as
usual, and decided that his big toe was a nipple in disguise. So it
started sucking, and slurping, and salivating all over his foot.

Linda was more than pleased when her boss asked her to watch his farm
for a few days. She had been feeling a little down and the thought of
spending two or three days in a secluded rural setting appealed to her.

Tasha woke up. She lay very still, trying to figure out
her surroundings. The blindfold kept her from seeing
anything, but she was used to that by now. In fact, since
he had started restricting her sight, her others senses
had become more acute.

The sisters loved to be home alone. Maybe that would seem
strange for most young teen who would rather be gallivanting
their siblings. But Sue and Alice were different. They were
comfortable with each other. They enjoyed each other. They
actually liked each other. And they had much in common. Their
attraction for each other was in no small part due to their well-to-do parents who were always away, usually at their respective offices making more money.

I had been going with Vanessa for almost a year and knew she was
into "kinky" and liked to try new sexual adventures. When she
was in just the right mood, she like to be bound and mildly
tortured. Not any real pain, but just enough discomfort to
remind her that she had given me complete control of her body.

I had just finished sweeping off the deck and was preparing to take
a dip in the pool to cool off. Kim was taking advantage of the seclusion my
cottage afforded by working on her all-over tan. The sight of her slender
body reclining on the chaise made me all the more glad she had accepted my
offer of a quiet weekend with "no-strings-attatched".

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